The show is grand
We show our fire
We use our hard work
To fuel your desire
When the show ends
And all has been done
It doesn't matter if we win
Because we had fun
We start out slow
And work our way through
Then we end with a BANG
and a CLASH and a WOOO
We stand in final poses
Just as the show ends
That second of quiet bliss
Is all we need, my friends
That second makes it all worth it,
But what comes after brings us joy
When the crowd claps and hollers
It's like no present or toy
The seconds between the band and clapping
The moments that last smaller than snapping
Where you can see the audience reacting
My friend, that is the real treat of acting
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☁️ Poetry from the stars in my eyes and the constellations in my thoughts ☁️
PoetryA compilation of poems created by yours truly! Some are peaceful while others are more angsty, so feel free to pick and choose which you want to read! Trigger warnings will be mentioned before the poem. #1 in #freepoetry 3/7/24 #2 in #poemsoflife 3...
